Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

The sky is bright.

Qianxuan stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling of the hotel room.

No sleep for one night.

In his mind, Terumi Mei's words, "I'm only fourteen years old," kept echoing.

Fourteen years old...

Qianxuan turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and let out a painful groan.

Sin ah.

His mind is now filled with the Kaguya clan's Corpse Bone Pulse.

That's Kimimaro's bloodline limit, combining offense and defense, it's incredibly cool.

If I could replicate it, my skills would definitely improve to the next level.

But the thought of Terumi Mei, who could monitor him without anyone noticing, instantly made Sengen lose his temper.

Going to the Kaguya clan's territory is tantamount to brazenly telling that woman right under her nose:

Hey, I'm here to restock again.

Qianxuan sighed.

This time, he's truly lost. Lost to a fourteen-year-old girl.

Although this little girl is a bit overdeveloped, she is still a little girl at heart.

If this gets back to Konoha and Tsunade finds out, he'll probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.

more importantly……

Qianxuan touched the sealed scrolls hidden under the bed.

That contains half of Cardo's wealth.

It is his future training expenses, Kobe beef, chakra, and "One-Sword Rashad".

For a corpse bone vein that may not even be replicated, they risked their entire fortune, and might even lose their lives.

This deal is not worth it no matter how you look at it.

"Never mind, never mind."

Qianxuan jumped out of bed and quickly dressed.

"A true man can bend and stretch; a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years."

He made his decision.

run away.

Immediately, right away.

Qianxuan used a transformation technique to turn himself into an even more inconspicuous fisherman, perfectly mimicking the dark circles under his eyes from traveling all night.

Then, I turned [Scent Concealment] to its maximum, and like a wisp of real mist, I silently slipped out of the inn and blended into the streets of Kirigakure in the early morning.

Without the slightest hesitation, he headed straight for the port closest to the village.

……

Once outside the vicinity of Kirigakure, the humidity in the air decreased considerably.

Qianxuan walked along the path leading to the port, pondering his next move.

The task assigned by that old man, Hiruzen Sarutobi, was to destroy the port.

Now that he is burdened with the psychological shadow of being "fully monitored," the risk factor of this mission has skyrocketed.

Or... we could just find a fishing boat, blow it up, take a couple of photos, and go back to report?

Qianxuan thought this was a good idea, and it was very much in line with his usual style of doing things.

Just as he was figuring out how to slack off in a way that would make him seem like he was doing his best, a strong smell of blood drifted into his nostrils on the wind.

Qianxuan stopped in his tracks.

He frowned and looked in the direction from which the smell of blood was coming.

In the dense forest not far away, one could faintly hear the sounds of chakra clashing and the crisp clash of weapons.

There is a fight.

Qianxuan's first reaction was to take a detour.

He figured it was better to avoid trouble, and all he wanted to do now was leave the Land of Water, this place of trouble, as soon as possible.

But the next second, a familiar, burning chakra surge flashed by.

Is it Yekura?

Qian Xuan's expression changed slightly.

He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he vanished silently into the dense forest.

In the clearing in the woods, the battle was nearing its end.

A dozen or so ninjas wearing Sunagakure headbands surrounded a purple figure.

It's Yekura.

She looked extremely disheveled at that moment.

Her signature purple coat was now tattered and torn, and her body was covered in deep, bone-revealing wounds, her body almost completely stained with blood.

She knelt on one knee, using a broken kunai to support her swaying body, breathing heavily.

Around her lay seven or eight corpses, all wearing the same Sand Village headband.

"Lady Yekura, give up."

The leader, a Sand Village ninja, spoke in a voice devoid of any emotion.

"This is Lord Kazekage's order."

Why...?

Ye Cang raised his head, and those eyes, once as sharp as a hawk's, now held only endless pain of betrayal.

"Why is the village doing this to me?"

"For the peace of the village."

After the ninja finished speaking, he stopped talking and winked at his companion behind him.

"Let's do it."

The remaining Mist Ninja simultaneously formed hand seals.

"Water Release: Water Chaos Waves!"

Several high-pressure water jets shot towards Yecang, who was already powerless to resist, from all directions.

Yekura slowly closed her eyes.

The last thought that flashed through her mind was the advice that the carefree young man on the ship had given her.

Sometimes, the most dangerous enemy doesn't come from the outside, but from... behind.

So it was true...

Just a second before those streams of water were about to pierce her body.

A dark figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of Ye Cang without warning.

Clang——

The clear, resonant sound of the blade echoed through the forest.

A cold, sharp blade flashed through the air, tracing a perfect arc.

puff!puff!puff!

Those high-pressure water jets, powerful enough to cut through steel, were easily severed by the blade.

Along with the ninjas who were forming hand seals, their bodies also froze on the spot at the same time.

The next second, their upper bodies slid down from their waists in unison.

Fresh blood gushed out like a spring.

This sudden turn of events stunned all the remaining Sand Ninja.

"Who goes there?!"

The ninja in the lead shouted in a mixture of shock and anger.

Qianxuan did not answer.

He slowly sheathed his sword, not even glancing back at the people, but simply squatted down, looked at the woman in front of him who was on the verge of death, and sighed.

"I've already reminded you."

His voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"How come you're still so careless?"

Ye Cang struggled to open her eyes, looking at the familiar back in front of her. In her blurred vision, all that remained was endless astonishment.

Is that you?

"Kill him!"

The remaining Sand Ninja reacted and charged forward with a roar.

Qianxuan didn't even turn his head.

He simply stretched out one hand, fingers spread, towards the person at the front.

"Scorching Escape"

hum-

A bright orange fireball, seemingly capable of igniting the air, instantly took shape in his palm.

The Sand Ninja who rushed forward suddenly stopped in their tracks.

They stared at the familiar flame that should only exist in Yecang's hands, their eyes filled with nothing but endless horror and fear.

"you……"

boom!

The fireball flew out of their hands, giving them no chance to speak.

The extreme heat instantly engulfed them.

There were no screams, no struggles.

In just a moment, those living people turned into several charred, smoky, dried corpses, then turned to ashes and dissipated into the air.

Sold out instantly.

Qianxuan stood up, walked to Ye Cang's side, and placed a hand on her forehead.

【reply】.

[Ding! Successfully achieved the objective "Penetrating Lung Wound," resulting in a slight increase in mental strength.]

[Ding! Successfully achieved the objective "Multiple organ ruptures," resulting in a slight increase in mental strength.]

……

A massive amount of life energy surged into Yecang's body, repairing her body that was on the verge of collapse.

Yekura could feel that her injuries were healing at an incredible speed.

But her eyes remained lifeless.

The physical pain disappeared, but the hole in my heart grew bigger and bigger.

A few minutes later, Qianxuan withdrew his hand.

Ye Cang's wounds have healed, and apart from the bloodstains on her clothes, there is no trace of her previous injuries.

She slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the "companions" who had been killed by Qian Xuan in the forest, and then looked at Qian Xuan again, her eyes empty, like a soulless puppet.

"You shouldn't have saved me."

Her voice was hoarse, dry, and devoid of any emotion.

"Wouldn't it be better if I died here?"

"Isn't the ultimate fate of a hero to die on the battlefield?"

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, a laugh that was more painful than tears.

Qianxuan looked at her like this and didn't say anything profound.

He simply walked over to the corpses, squatted down, and lifted the mask of a ninja.

Beneath the mask was a face contorted with extreme fear.

Although his headband was in the style of Sunagakure, beneath it lay the skin of a Kirigakure ninja, which appeared exceptionally pale due to years of living in a damp and cold environment.

"They are not Sand Ninja."

Qianxuan's voice was very calm.

"They are Kirigakure ninja."

Yekura's body trembled violently.

"Your village sold you out."

Qian Xuan stood up, dusted off his hands, and his tone was unreadable.

"They treat you as a bargaining chip, a chip that can be sacrificed at any time to reach some kind of agreement with Kirigakure."

"Your so-called 'hero' title is worthless in the eyes of those big shots."

Qianxuan's words were like the sharpest knife, stripping away Ye Cang's last remaining illusions, one by one.

Yekura's body swayed, and she almost lost her balance.

Yes.

How could I be so stupid?

For the village, for peace...

In the end, I was just a piece of trash that was carelessly discarded.

Despair, like a tidal wave, completely overwhelmed her.

She looked at Qian Xuan, and for the first time, a pleading look appeared in her eyes.

"Kill me."

Please.

Qianxuan looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"Kill you? Why?"

He walked up to her, reached out, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up into his eyes.

"Don't you want to go back and ask?"

"I don't want to go back and ask the Wind Shadow who sold you out, or the villagers who worshipped you as a hero but then sent you to your death."

"Don't you want to see the expressions on their faces when they see you, the 'resurrected' hero?"

Every word Qianxuan uttered was like a needle, piercing Yecang's heart.

Anger, resentment, hatred...

A variety of emotions intertwined and surged in her lifeless gray eyes.

"I saved you, so your life is mine now."

Qian Xuan loosened his grip and lazily stretched.

"You have no right to die until I've decided what to do with you."

So, live on.

"Then, use your own hands to take back everything that belongs to you."

"or……"

A wicked smile curled at the corners of Qianxuan's mouth.

"Destroy that world that utterly disappoints you."